Walking without sound

I left the house this morning to walk to the train. As usual, I popped open Overcast. No new podcasts. Hmmm.

Choices are: listen to an old podcast again, listen to music, or nothing.

I pocketed the phone and earbuds and started walking. This is to test Naval Ravikant’s idea of meditation: let your brain bubble up whatever it wants to bubble up. Be aware and appreciate things around you when you can.

Basically, you’re letting one thought at a time come to consciousness, and you process it. His analogy is an email inbox and you’re processing all of the unread emails.

Pretty good walk. Saw a tree. Saw a puddle. Saw trash. Saw people. Waited for streetlights. Just walked.

My normal style is to inject a constant stream of information — reading or listening — into my consciousness.

Let’s try this for a while: silence. Don’t control the brain. Don’t feed the brain. Don’t impose white noise on the brain. If you observe your brain, you do. If you go off into reverie and then back to awareness, you do. If you go on an internal rant, you do.

Eat, digest. Not eat eat eat eat eat eat eat.